Chapter 1007
The roar of anger, the scream of surprise, and the doubts full of anxiety...in the hall one after another, like the waves going up and down, making the silent church of the past look like a street pub Same.
Standing on the high platform surrounded by the black hair wizard, the 13 counts looked different-Charlotte's face was sinking like water, and the five-year-old Qiaofeng count "fighted side by side" with the Rainbow Bridge count. Competing with Silvik was red-faced.
Castle of Storms count, Glenwell and Fort of Fury, Eckert forced his composure, and kept looking towards the expressionless Loren, his eyes moved back and forth, guessing the truth behind the matter.
The rest of the counts are the same as the Knights. They were either surprised or suspicious, or could not wait to jump straight on, stabbing this "troubleshooting" church deacon with a sword.
But they did not, because they are not without the slightest doubt.
And the former royal justice Victor Hughes, standing in the noisy crowd. From start to finish He didn't even take his eyes off Loren Torino's face. The other party was expressionless, even indifferent to the point where he didn't care at all. He still has a fresh memory to this day.
It's not a mature man, it's just indifference; as if standing in front of him, the eloquent Silvik deacon was not a living entity, but a cold corpse.
This kind of thinking made Victor tremble-if this is the case, then he may not only guess that there will be such a thing, but may even deliberately lead such a situation as in the imperial trial. Let clown and the voice of doubt come forward.
He...
What the hell is he doing? !
"Rainbow Bridge Count Gareth, you said you need evidence, and I happen to have evidence!" Silvik took out a scroll from his arms and waved it excitedly in his hand:
p>"This is the official record of the burial of his son Gaio Torino in a church cemetery by His Excellency Leonardo before leaving Arles-the signature above does not have the name of Loren Torino at all!"
"It is said that Lord Loren·Torino should be at least twelve years old at the time. Well, even if we were ignored most of the time because he was too young, then at least this document for the burial of his father should be Is there his name?!"
"The burial documents and the epitaph of the deceased are all handled by the people of the church!" Gareth count red-faced and defended Loren:
"If this is the case, then this thing is not what you said, so what?!"
Silvik coldly snorted, looked at Gareth count contemptuously, and the other party has already I'm starting to make strong words, this is simply a horn to win the chase:
"Well, even as you said, I have misconceptions in my heart. I want to stand up for harboring malicious intentions and accuse Loren ·Torino. ——But there is a very critical issue in this matter, that is..."
"Everyone present, and even in the Empire, has anyone seen Loren Torino before he was sixteen?! "
This question left many people in a daze, and they didn't understand what Silvik wanted to say.
"No...As far as I know, there is no." Silvik dark said: "I have collected a lot of information from Lothar, Ancient Wood Town, Wild Dog Village...everything remembers Loren ·Ms. Torino all answered unanimously: I am probably sixteen or seventeen years old."
"Our Loren ·Torino is like falling from the sky. No one has ever seen childhood. At that time, he has been sixteen or seventeen years old since he appeared in this world!"
"Nonsense!"
Gareth Count sternly retorted, but the more retorted The more he felt that he had no confidence, he could only pull his dry and hoarse voice, and his cheeks were bloodshot with excitement: "Those people are just bought by you. Everyone knows that in Lothair, the power of the church is even greater than that of the duke. !"
"Can I think that Gareth count you are questioning the integrity and authority of the church?" Silvik was also angry. The other party has clearly accused himself of discrediting the facts:
"Do you think I am slandering?"
"Isn't it?!"
"It is impossible—to accuse and slander a duke in public, against the church What's the benefit?!"
"Of course..."
Before Gareth finished speaking, he felt that he was being held on his shoulders; turning his head back, angry Fort Count Eckert stood behind him, calmly watching the "arrogant and hateful" Silvic deacon on the opposite side.
"Let’s stop the quarrel, Silverwick deacon."
Shaking his head, Castle of Fury count sighed, and said very calmly: "If you have anything else to say , Please speak; I assure you that no one will interrupt you again."
The Byrne Knights who looked at each other in blank dismay froze for a while, and stepped back towards the surroundings. , Either angry or suspicious eyes were seen moving back and forth between Silvik and Loren.
One is the church trusted by everyone, and the other is the duke who led them to win the Centaur War and the Dwarf Civil War and brought honor.
Who is the ambitious who has deliberately deceived them?
"There is only one I want to say..."
Silvik's cold gaze swept across the thirteen counts and stopped on the face of the black hair wizard; at last In the quiet hall, his righteous words sounded:
"Master Loren Torino, from the evidence I found, you are not the grandson of Leonardo Torino, let alone Gai About Torino's son-at most, just a waiter who didn't know where he was found by Leonardo and adopted him."
"Torino is the last name you stole!"
After that, he stood up and looked up towards the black hair wizard, waiting for the opponent to refute him.
Yes, the other party can't refute himself at all.
Guyio Torino’s epitaph and Leonardo Torino’s record in Lotaire were mainly provided to him by the envoy of the Duke of Arles, and part of it was consciously or unconsciously noticed by Silvik. .
Of course, these evidences are suspected of catching the wind, but the advantage is that it cannot be falsified—whether it is the confession from Lotaire or the epitaph of a small sect church in Arles. Real.
If Loren refutes, saying that these all are false, the advantage lies on his side; in any case, the seeds of doubt have been planted, waiting for Byrne will be an all split up and Infighting in pieces.
A Byrne who has fallen into an infighting, from a strong to a weak and even split, is the purpose of Silvik; only by letting them divide and oppose each other, the church and the Vault of Heaven have room to intervene.
As for the safety of his own life, Silvik doesn’t care at all — it’s better to say that he now wishes someone rushed out and killed himself; if he died in an accident and died at this celebration, It's not clear that the person is Loren Torino.
So he will never hurt himself, and even do his best to ensure that he will not have any accidents!
"Since you said I stole it, then..."
The expressionless Loren walked down the steps and looked at Silverk:
"What do you want from me?"
I want you to go to hell! Let you ruin! Let you be swallowed by countless lives, and then beg me to give you a death!
Of course, Silvik will only talk about these words in his heart. He will not even show the slightest thoughts of this kind, and his eyes will be scorched to Loren:
"I hope you can Come up with enough evidence to prove your identity or refute everything I just said, to prove that you are the bloodline of the Torino family!"
"Just these?"
black hair wizard Suddenly asked, the tone of inquiry sounded to Silvik, as if there was a hint of sarcasm.
"It's just these." Silvik solemnly nodded, and now it is impossible for him to slap himself in the face.
"very good." Loren smiled suddenly, and looked around the hall calmly for a week: "I thought the church was trying to grab my handle and let me go to hell, ruined, and devoured by countless lives. Then beg me to die."
The joking words echoed in the church hall. Many of the 13 count and the guests present also showed a comprehensible sneer, and many of them were still angry. And dissatisfaction.
"It's better for you to say less about this kind of joke." Silvik's expression is much ugly: "Please also Duke, you should come up with enough evidence as soon as possible to prove your identity. "
"Evidence, this is simple." Loren lifts the head with an undiminished smile, facing those eyes that have changed from "righteous awe-inspiring" to a little sinister:
" Since what happened in Arles, please ask the messenger from Arles to clarify for me-Master Bishop in Arles, please!"
Huh? !
Following the black hair wizard's gaze, everyone in the hall looked back at the same time, looking towards a hair grey-white old man in a golden church robe standing in the crowd.
"Dear Lord Byrne, respected Church Sir Deacon, and everyone present..." With a friendly smile, the old man who came on behalf of the Duke of Arles looked like a nice man:
"The identity of the Duke of Byrne should be a private matter of Byrne. I myself and Arles Duchy do not intend to be involved."
Black, the corners of his mouth twitched instinctively.
Because of the remoteness, the situation in Arles and Byrne is similar, or even more serious-although the locals are very religious to the church, they don’t pay much attention to the Holy Cross Church of the Imperial Capital; especially recently In a few years, the Arles church almost became a semi-independent kingdom.
Especially this master of Arles bishop is too long-lived. He is almost 80 years old and he is not even about to kick his legs. It makes the church want to change Arles to a bishop.
But seeing that the other party is pious enough and can follow the orders of the church most of the time, Holy Cross Church pinched his nose to endure it.
"It doesn't matter, you just need to say whether you know or don't know, that's enough." Loren looked at each other indifferently, without any hint of nervousness.
Now, Silverwick became nervous.
He knows that the Arlesians are absolutely unwilling to be involved in this matter publicly, otherwise Byrne and Arles will be irreconcilable; so the other party will never admit it or stand on his side .
Of course, he doesn't need it either; what Silvik needs is that the other party shouldn't actively deny his evidence and say that he is making a fake.
"As the Arles bishop, I must admit that she is not a rich and prosperous and peaceful country. Many things are not under the control of my bishop."
Arles Bishop said in a regretful tone, but immediately followed by a turn of the conversation: "Fortunately, on my way to Byrne, a priest who had crossed with Lord Duke found me. I hope to see you again."
"He...He is here now."
In the eyes of everyone who was puzzled but somewhat anticipating, one was wearing a black priest uniform with an expression The indifferent youngster walked out from behind the bishop, stiffly bowing to Loren.
"Master Loren Torino, long time no see."
Silvik suddenly changed color, speechless in shock.
Yes, it's him, it's him...
The person who provided the evidence and information to him is him!
Why is he here and why? !
Suddenly, Silvik figured out something.
The pupils gradually contracted, and the righteous and awe-inspiring expression was replaced by fear and became more terrifying. The blush on the cheeks faded and turned into a pale with no blood.
He didn't dare to look back towards the expressionless Loren, let alone look at the Byrne Knights around who were still surprised and angry-those who looked towards Silvik Said, it is as if it is a chain that binds you one after another, slowly tightening, and strangling your throat!
This is a game, a game that has been set a long time ago... and I was really obedient, and I got in without even thinking about it!
"...At that time, the situation was relatively sudden. His Excellency Leonardo Torino was in a state of extreme sadness. We were not able to record it completely in a hurry, including whether the epitaph of His Excellency Guyio Torino was to be inscribed with his surname. , Your Excellency Leonardo Torino also hesitated for a long time."
"So in order to take care of Lord Leonardo’s emotions, we only registered his name, but everyone in our church knows Loren Torino. Your lord."
Speaking, the indifferent youngster looked towards Victor Hughes: "On this point, I have come to us to inquire about the situation and confirm the identity of Lord Loren Torino. It should be I know."
Hearing these words, Silvic, who was extremely panicked, immediately turned his gaze to Victor Seuss, with a hint of begging in his eyes.
The indifferent Royal Justice's eyes flickered, it is difficult to determine what he is thinking; but if he is willing to stay out of the matter, even deny the existence of this matter, or forget it...
Yes, as long as he can deny this, even if he just says he doesn’t know, he can still...
"The question of the identity of the Duke of Loren Torino is determined by the Empire. The intelligence personnel of the People's Republic of China are responsible and have no affiliation with the Imperial Cabinet; I will not say that I know what is not clear."
Victor Hughes coldly said: "But...the intelligence itself should be true."
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At that moment, Silvik's ears echoed with a crisp sound, as if there was something...
broken.